Lyrics: Madhav Nair
If you got some money, throw that shit up in the air
And if you got some money, throw that shit up in the air
Yea, if you got some money, throw that shit up in the air
Yea, if you got some money, throw that shit up in the air
**** the paper up cuz we get money over here
20 bad bitches, we get money over here
Ballout till I fallout, we get money over here
Pledge of allegiance to the bag, we get monΠ΅y over here
If you got somΠ΅ drugs, put 'em in my hand
Iβm tryna get high, I don't wanna land
10 toes on my business, 10 toes on my racks
And I run it back, yea, I run it back
We get paper over here, get yo money up boy
I ain't even laughing, where the funny at boy?
I've been smoking pounds, ain't no time for 3.5s
I-I been rolling loud, I've been tweaking out my mind
And I'm ****ing with the bitches who get money too
I just mismatched the fit, I don't know what to do
Bitch, I'm dripped down, head to my ****ing shoes
I just popped a blue, I'm counting blues, I'm sipping on some screw
I got 20 bitches but, I want 20 more
I could never have enough, you know I always up the score
I was throwing racks up in the club, I gotta let 'em know
If you getting money over here, you gotta let 'em know
If you got some money, throw that shit up in the air
And if you got some money, throw that shit up in the air
Yea, if you got some money, throw that shit up in the air
Yea, if you got some money, throw that shit up in the air
**** the paper up cuz we get money over here
20 bad bitches, we get money over here
Ballout till I fallout, we get money over here
Pledge of allegiance to the bag, we get money over here